Having a chat ((McCoy, Jess, Wilson))

Jess walked into the drawing room and shivvered, it was very very cold today for some reason. He waved his wand and shot a jet of fire at the fireplace, watching it burst to life in the deadly dance of heat.
He smiled and pulled a chair up close to the fire before relaxing, and waiting to see why Wilson and McCoy had requested to meet him here.

Wilson and McCoy walked inside the house and entered the drawing room where Jess was. Although Wilson did not know the true meaning of the meeting, he knew it was going to be tough. McCoy was angry, he probably knew why, but he did not know why he needed Jess and what he is going to to him. ''Good day, chap. How are you?'', he asked taking a seat.

McCoy took a seat. He was furious with Jess and he called James just to avoid a conflict. He frowned and looked at James, and then at Jess. What he was doing to Mariana is terrible. Such a young, happy child... turned into that, that sad shell of a person. Sad. ''That is not important, James, m'boy. What I would like to know is why he is acting like such an idiot?'', he asked.

Jess sat back in his chair, a little shocked at the outburst, McCoy was one of the least confrontational people he knew. "Excuse me?" he asked, a quick look of annoyance flashing through his face. "An idiot? Why, i could ask you the same thing. Coming into someone's house and accuse them of being an idiot without even a hello. That sounds pretty idiotic to me," he said, turning the insult back on McCoy, before facing Wilson. "Well, i WAS fine," he said, "until about a minute ago. Now i'm just mildly curious and annoyed," he told James shrugging a little before facing McCoy once more

''Well... that is rather obvious.'', Wilson said , shrugging. He did not expect that from McCoy, but he was not so surprised as Jess. He knew, now, what this was about and he knew that McCoy's extreme sense of righteousness was going to cause a havoc in this room. He was calm and he leaned back in his chair, waiting for McCoy to reply.

''I am an idiot? Potter... as I understand, you have been extremely cruel and inadequate towards a particular girl in the school. Your idiotic behavior at the ball, your... moronic coldness... has resulted in making a happy and playful child miserable and sad. You have developed a larger power lust that I have ever seen in an Order leader and trust me, I have been in the Order before you were even born. Do not be an idiot Potter. Calm down, running this archive of an organization does not mean that others have to suffer and that others have to feel your power lust. Relax, spend some time away from the Order. There's James who can jump in and you have far more important things to settle now that to run this organization.'', he said rather calmly. Although he had thrown a few insults, he was surprisingly calm, but ready to burst when needed.

Jess cocked his head to one side and frowned, now he was unsure as to what McCoy was prattling on about. Must be going senile, he thought with an inward smile. "Extremely cruel and inadequate towards a girl in the school?" He asked, pondering over the statement. "I suppose you mean Mariana?" He said, a frown on his face. "How have i been cruel to her?" he asked. "She is a student, what do you want me to do, go to the school every other day to meet her?" he asked, an angry look on his face. "My behaviour at the ball?" He asked, his voice rising. "Sure, i met someone, but that's because WE AREN'T TOGETHER!" He shouted, no one else seemed to understand this point. "Maybe you haven't noticed, but she's moved on. She has a boyfriend now. What, did you expect me to remain hung up on her for the rest of my life? Jesus christ man, why don't you go date a student? if you were an ex staff member, would you?" He asked, knowing he'd struck a valid point. "And coldness?" he asked. "When i returned from my accident, the FIRST person i saw was her, and we discussed what would happen then. "Maybe," he said, "Just maybe, it was you James, being such a prat to her, treating her as an imbecile?" he suggested, deciding to move onto the other topic McCoy had raised.

"A power lust?" he asked, slumping back in his chair. "What sort of power lust are you referring to?" He asked, "I put down the tyranny of the Minister Dae Diggory, with the full support of the Order behind me. You weren't so advers to the idea at the time if i remember correctly," he added, "If it was a pwoer lust, then why didn't i make myself minister?" he asked. "Huh? Why wouldn't i? Instead i allowed the order to choose anyone but me, and they chose someone they believed to be fair.

"And on that note, how come you're not in any of the archives?" he asked. "Not to mention, that if you knew the first thing about the activities of the order since the battle for hogwarts, you'd know that it collapsed on itself, and was closed. Sure, you may have been around for the second time the order was revived, but after that it ended, and only in the last two years, while you were off trundling around the UK, that it's come back to power. The majority of the time under my leadership." He said coldly. "Who is suffering?" he asked, raiing an eyebrow at him. "I don't see any suffering, i know however that everyone seems to be suffering through you and James. I've had several calls from various Order members to kick the both of you out. But did i?" he asked, shaking his head.

He then laughed at the suggestion and shook his head. "What land do you live in?" he asked. "Why would i pass the reins onto James. Really, i would choose anyone but him after his little show at Hogwarts. Why would i put the order into the hands of someone i can't even trust?" He asked bitterly. "And nothing. Nothing, is more important to me now than this organisation. If i see an option that would hurt the order, i wouldn't possibly take it. And now, the option that you suggested... well i can see a hell of alot of hurt down that path," he said seriously.

"Mind your own business," he finished, "And get back to hogwarts, that's where your loyalties lie," he said with a heartless smile

''Oi there lad! You theory seems pretty likely... she would probably get into my class depressed as hell because I have done something to her after that. She can probably see the future, as you can see the past you have not even witnessed.'', Wilson said sarcastically.

''What the others think about me, I do not care, but you yourself know that very well. Idiots always behave like idiots and regarding the question of my trust... do you know who the lovely female you flirted with is?'', he posed the question, directing his view to Jess.

''I am not speaking anything about any power lust here, mainly because I do not care, but if you think you are Saint Peter because you have not kicked the two of us out... you are not. If that is your desire, if you truly cannot trust McCoy and me... kick us out. We shan't cry and it will only give us more time to do what you are supposed to do - protect people.'', he replied calmly. He turned to McCoy for a second.

''And, Jess, your argument is extremely idiotic. McCoy is 60, he is old enough to find a woman his age and you speak about dating a student? How stupid can you get? But, the fact that you are older and that, at one point you have been her professor has not stopped you from making the little cub miserable. I have been worse to a lot of people and none of them have cried or killed themselves because of me. Use arguments, Jess. I will not explain myself because I am not guilty here, but you know... I have told you once about trusting me and I will not repeat myself. It is up to you to decide if you are going to be an idiot like the rest of them or act normally and rationally.'', Wilson replied, leaning back in his chair.

Me dating a student? Do you see that I am a fossil, Potter?'', McCoy asked laughing. How could he use such an argument. ''She has moved on? That just shows what an idiot you are! A boyfriend? If you are referring to Poe, he is not her boyfriend you moron, but that only shows how much you actually know.'', he replied.

''How come I am not in any of the archives? M'boy... those archives are mainly destroyed and my role was not so important. I have always stood aside from any major events, but I have been there in each and every Order there was so do not teach me about the Order of the Phoenix!'', he said, more firmly.

''She has moved on? You baboon! Seeing you with that... well, we know who she is, broke her. She loves you imbecile and you speak here of moral consequences? How dumb can you get? And the fact that the Order is the most important thing you have speaks for itself. (sighing) A stupid organization can never replace a human being, I know that far too well.'', he said and took a deep breath.

''And do not speak to me about my loyalty. Clean your doorstep first, boy, and then go to your neighbor. Both Wilson and I know what we represent.'', he added.

"Matthew Lestrange," Jess said simply. "Mariana and Matt are dating. I know she never cared for Poe, her actions in meetings towards him prove that point quite clearly. "But what you're suggesting... what do you want me to do?" He asked, "I can't force her not to love me, and if you knew the first thing about love you'd know that i can't do the same to myself either." He told them quietly, a deep throughtful frown in his face.

"The archives," he began, "I don't care about to be honest, you're here, that's good enough, however time spent in the order doesn't earn you a gold star, nor does it earn any particular favouritism, it just means that you should know more about the order than others. It stops there." He told him

"And when i said i loved the order, i didn't mean the organistion itself, i meant the people in it. I couldn't give a rat's arse if the order went bankrupt, i'd be disappointed if Grimmauld place were destroyed, but that's all, disappointment." He said with a shrug. "However, as you would have seen if you'd hung around after the battle, i made sure everyone was tended to before myself. How could i live knowing that the actions of the order resulted in the deaths, or hardships of the members withing. Mariana is included in that, she always is welcome, but she gets no special treatment." he told him simply before turning to James

"Remy Devaul, the Death Eater equivolant of a secretary." he said, "She is magically inadept, and was born with the inability to feel emotions, but made do by learning to mimic other's emotions. She joined the Death Eaters little over 4 months ago." He added, just to prove what he knew. "Yes James, i know who i was dancing with, i also knew where my wand was the entire night, and was keeping tabs on the way she acted, she was no danger to me." He said.

"And on that note, do you have any idea who you have been spending increasing levels of time with?" He asked. "Narcissa malfoy i believe?" he asked, deciding to leave the matter. James knew what he was doing, and he knew that, however if he was going to pull that card on him, why not pull it right back on him.

"And yes james, i do trust you," he said, emphasising the last word, "However i have no reason to trust McCoy, i've hardly met the man. Yes i do trust him, but it's a made trust, i've never seen anything particularly earning of it," he said with a shrug.